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* SHE BROUGHT OUT THE STORM IN PEOPLE, because  she  knew  wherever  there  were  dark  skies  and  wild  winds,   lied  a  truth.   a  truth  that  described  how  much  love  one  can  leave  behind  the  moment  they  accept  all  the  pain  they  lived.   and  that  is  all  she  ever  wanted.   for  everyone  around  her  to  embrace  their  storms  and  make  them  fall  in  love  with  their  own  violent  winds.   /   werewolf  oc.  brought  to  life  by  zara.

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it’s the middle of otherwise usual day, and his phone rings with unknown like a warning symbol on his screen.   he doubts only for a second, and after a few minutes he’s already there. 

beatrice was never a friend, that’s not how he would have described their relationship.   he respected her, and what she did, and kept the nasty ones away if need be.   she trusted him, and he, in his right, did as much as he could not to break that trust.   today, the stench of blood is overwhelming.   it’s in the air as he goes up to the house, it gets worse with each step and he finds himself fearing the worst.   no matter what it is, what the girl has done, he promised to take care of it — and he was no elijah, but he wasn’t going to trample on a word given to a person who’s passed away.

a deep breath in through teeth pressed together, marcel gave a slow nod, trying to remain as calm as he could be ( it’s not the first time for him, but she’s so panicked he’s afraid to speak louder lest he scares her to death ).   careful palms press onto her shoulders to nudge her to get up.   he doesn’t feel good pushing the boundaries and entering her personal space ( a space of a newly triggered wolf ), but he’s out of choices.  ❛ go shower.   change your clothes.   i’ll finish this. ❜   and as he finishes the sentence, he’s already digging into work:   grabbing a rag that’s clean of blood, drags out a bucket.   there are no questions about this crime, whether she’s the one who attacked or the victim, he doesn’t need to wait for her answer to know.   however, there’s still one of his tongue, with all of this blood it becomes hard to differentiate:    ❛ are you hurt ? ❜

* THE CRIMSON FLUID HAS MANAGED TO GET EVERYWHERE, but  mainly  on  the  wolf  to  be’s  face  and  hands.   limbs  are  trembling,   not  even  worried  about  that  blood  but  moreso  the  blood  on  the  hardwood  floors  that  she’s  been  scrubbing  at  ever  since  she  hung  up  the  phone  from  marcel.  

in  case  of  an  emergency,   if  i’m  no  longer  around,  call  this  number.    he’ll  be  there  before  you  know  it. 

beatrice’s  voice  rings  heavy  in  willow’s  ears,   guilt  soon  setting  in.   what  would  she  think  of  her  if  she  was  around  to  see  what  had  happened?   sure,  it  was  self  defense.   sure,   she�� didn’t  mean  to  kill  the  guy.   but  she  did,   and  she  can’t  stop  replaying  it  in  her  head.

the  smack  of  the  screen  door  causes  her  to  jump,   heart  nearly  soaring  out  of  her  own  chest  before  she  looks  up  to  see  the  man  her  adopted  mother  seemed  to  talk  about  almost  as  much  as  she  talked  about  nature.   ‘ i’m  s-sorry. ’    she  manages  to  croak  out  before  focusing  on  scrubbing  again,   determined  that  somehow  she  was  gonna  get  all this  blood  up  soon.    ‘ i’m  so  sorry. ’     it’s  repeated,   her  sounding  like  a  broken  record  as  this  is  all  she  mainly  said  on  the  phone  call  to  him  too.   ‘ i-i  didn’t  know  who  else  to  call. ’

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             good is good, but bad is better.

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s3 rewatch + 3.20  Where Nothing Stays Buried

Marcel: I’m not in the mood for company. Vincent: Neither am I, Marcel. Neither am I. But, see, what happened to Cami, what happened to Davina.. cannot go unanswered.

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carepire:

Okay, so I’ve been trying not to do this. I’ve exhausted every other option I have to help my partner and myself. Basically, our circumstances are dire to say the least. Our situation is a tricky one, I am a sufferer of fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, chronic migrains, ibs, paranoid personality disorder, chronic anxiety, intermittent explosive disorder and a bunch of other physical and mental illnesses which prevent me from working. I have no family, I cut them out due to abusive things such as them putting laxatives in my food, gaslighting me and becoming violent amongst other unsavoury things and the local government who offer benefits usually are refusing to help us because my boyfriend works and we live in one room in a shared house (we still pay £500 for just the one room) which is dangerous in its own way because one of our housemates degrades and bullies me regularly and is selling drugs out of his room. We currently have £3.28 to last us the next month because my boyfriend and carer has had a mental break and has maxed out his sick pay, the stress is making things so much worse and has actually caused me to relapse and break down myself. Our situation is only going to get worse the longer he’s off. If anybody can spare literally anything at this point to help us out, HERE IS MY PAYPAL. We have no food, we haven’t eaten at all in around 2 days and we’re running low on things like toilet paper and other basic necessities. I wouldn’t post this usually, but we’re desperate. If you can’t donate please reblog? Thank you and sorry for the long post.

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matt.   

the gun doesn’t budge. he keeps it held high, blue eyes gazing back as the other moved, he does take a step back, if only to hold his stand better in place, breaking eye contact to stare around the abandoned place. “matt donovan.“ his name might not say anything. he knows in the grand scale of a vampire’s world, he is nothing but just another human. he had lived through that kind of world before. “i’m a—old acquientance of Rebekah.��� if one can simplify his relationship with the Original Family. “I’m looking for Klaus and Elijah. We have a mutual friend. Caroline Forbes.” Why did caroline wanted to reach Klaus was beyond him.

he was past asking questions, he just did his friend a solid. even if it meant trouble. and the vampire before him surely seem that. “You didn’t answer my question.” The sheriff finally lowers his gun, keeping it at hand, blue eyes finally returning to the piercing ones of the stranger.

the name rang a bell somewhere at the back of his head, but he couldn’t quite pin point as to who could have spoken it, or why.    regardless, right now, the man was trespassing and marcel didn’t move, even with the gun pointed directly at him.

ah, an acquaintance.     he knew ‘acquaintances’ like that, the word made him click his tongue, but he swallowed the need to comment on it in any way.     rebekah was gone, as well as the rest of her family — hopefully never coming back.     ❛ i don’t know what to tell you matt.     they left new orleans. ❜     a bit of a shrug, his lips twitched.     he was unapologetic, and enjoying it.     it wasn’t even the full truth, with klaus being locked away in the deepest part of the tunnels bellow the ground they stood on.     ❛ —and this doesn’t belong to them anymore, so i don’t think i can help you, friend. ❜

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tag drop

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“peace looks so good on you.”

— Warsan Shire

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“I always knew everything, I just played dumb so you would put up with me.”

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reminder that josh stuck with marcel through thick and thin, literally whether he was doing bad or good

reminder that it was more than just an opportunity to spy on klaus that left josh alive, that in marcel’s eyes he always was a kid ( honestly, probably like a younger brother lbr ), especially freshly turned and tiny and he would have never killed him either way

reminder that josh is one of the few that can legit call marcel out and he is one to speak up when something is wrong, and marcel would have never threatened josh for speaking his mind because the only thing he’d feel is pride

reminder that marcel would die for josh anytime any day

reminder that josh always was and will be marcel’s family.

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❛ and i’d say i look hella good. ❜     the cheshire cat’s grin widened, like a contradiction to the word play he so cleverly presented.     marcel liked to believe that there weren’t any rigid lines between good and bad, that it all was more shades in between, but he found himself again and again trying to do the right thing, even if it didn’t serve him right.     he clicked his tongue before pressing the edge of the glass to his curved bottom lip, and lifting it just so.     ❛ found an interesting place for philosophical debates. ❜

→     cont     /     marcel gerard     (     @mercifulmvn     )

     perhaps. she’s not oblivious. most disregard her, underestimate her for her heart, though it’s still, tends to bleed. she wears it on her sleeve, soft and kind and warm until she has a reason to be otherwise. she entrances mortal men without trying, but she has seen others who do. they are smooth and entrancing and they wield words with silver tongues. this one, she thinks     –     she feels, knows exactly what he’s saying. and she smiles.     ‘     it could be,     ‘     it might not.     ‘     i suppose it depends     …     i think intent defines the difference between good and bad.     ‘

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originalbarbie replied to your post: SPOILERS AHEAD!!! (s5e10) canon divergence shit...

nazis??? on cw again?? W O W

WHO’S EVEN SURPRISED NOT ME 

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SPOILERS AHEAD!!! (s5e10)

canon divergence shit aka i hate c w and everything it stands for 

okay, so josh and aiden reunion in the afterlife was the only good thing that happened in this episode like what the fuck?? and don’t get me wrong, they’re probably my fave otp in the series, but 

this blog ain’t gonna acknowledge crap 

ok so first of all, some lil bitch managed to get hands on marcel like easy peasy lemon squeezy? nuh uh fam, personally idek who they are or what they had, because c.w loves making marcel an inferior/victim to idiots ?? idk there’s something cringy (to put it lightly) about a white n*zi dude locking up and putting a muzzle on him? 

so all of that nasty shit? gone 

in my canon, they weren’t quick enough and while josh came to the party a lil later than invited, there was no venom extracted or anything of the like, they just killed some n*zis and went on their merry way to kill some more

to really did all of us a dirty with this one, because it was a mess of unnecessary deaths, the originals becoming the ~saviors~ once again, but honestly at least the purists are gone out of the city, so there’s another good thing. 

also, aiden looked bomb, pass it on.